&quot;Hold that pose. Don't move. That's it. Look right at me. Don't breath, move, blink.&quot; Uncle held his camera and began clicking. The lights in his studio were out, just one spot on the lovely Lisha, his model. &quot;You are beautiful. I love your eyes. That's perfect. Just one more shot.&quot; Lisha sat down and took a deep breath. &quot;Wow. That was intense. I'm wasted. I need to take a few minutes before our next set. Do you mind?&quot; Uncle was reloading his camera and without looking up said, &quot;Sure. That's a good idea. I need to get ready for our next set up. Put the leather outfit on and be back in here in about five minutes or so.&quot; Uncle turned on the studio lights. The next session with Lisha was going to be a masterpiece. She was the perfect model for what he had in mind. He opened the file cabinet next to a supply shelf and began pulling out the pieces he needed for the next shoot. He placed a leather strap on a stool, then removed the metal hooks from the cabinet. Next he unfolded a mask made of black silk. 2007-12-05T13:40:35Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/15249 <p>a masterpiece&#8230;..... maybe not one you show to the relatives though?</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/15249?basename=26719 2007-12-05T13:40:35Z Snarky http://ficlets.com/authors/snarky <p>oooo&#8230; very mysterious<br />i luv it, can&#8217;t wait to see what happens next</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/15249?basename=26693 2007-12-05T04:16:09Z wytherwings http://ficlets.com/authors/wytherwings <p>I can&#8217;t wait to see where this goes next, it&#8217;s very intriguing.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/15249?basename=26689 2007-12-05T03:52:56Z Fyora Cartagan http://ficlets.com/authors/fyoramacragge